Some Type Of Way. |Mattheo Riddle|

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"We only met each other just the other day. But you already got me feeling some type of way." 

Let's start from the beginning.

The pair didn't meet long ago but Mattheo already felt such a connection to her, he knew he couldn't let her go. She was the only one who wasn't scared to talk to him. She didn't care about his last name and, though he would never admit it, it meant a lot to him. He was always known as 'Riddle' and it made him mad when they wouldn't look beyond that.

But she did.

They met because they had to work on a project together and she wasn't scared to speak her mind to the boy. After that, they seemed inseparable and even Draco was confused because he has never seen his cousin act like this with a girl. It was always him fucking her and leaving her like she was nothing.

Mattheo would never forget the conversation he had with Draco once he figured out they had something going on. Draco has been friends with her since first year and he grew to have a feeling that he needs to protect her. So when he found out he made sure Mattheo knew that he wasn't going to pick him if it came down to it.

Mattheo and Y/n were sitting on the common room couches after a long day of work and studying. It had been a week since they met but she was closer with him than anyone she had ever been closer with. Her legs were draping over his thighs and her fingers were playing with the rings on his fingers. 

He was staring down at the girl and he couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto his face. He was scared to let her in but he knew he would regret it if he didn't, so he took a chance. 

"We only met each other just the other day. But you already got me feeling some type of way." 

The girl looked up at him and smiled brightly. She took a glance at his lips and sat up a bit, connecting their lips. He smiled into the kiss and brought her to sit on his lap. When they pulled away he loved the smile that was held on Y/n's face.

"If you can't tell I am feeling that way too," she smiled set her head down on his chest while he rubbed tiny circles on her back, lulling her to sleep, knowing she was safe.

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